~Free as We’ll Ever Be~

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There is no denying that I am an avid fan of music. Music moves me; stimulates my soul. I especially love to tie my favorite songs into my writing. I think the message is better portrayed. The latest song by Zac Brown Band titled, “Free as We’ll Ever Be” is one that plays over and over in my mind.

We’ll end up hand in hand

Somewhere down on the sand

Just me and you

Just as free

Free as we’ll ever be

Just as free

Free as we’ll ever be

No we don’t have a lot of money

No we don’t have a lot of money

No we don’t have a lot of money

All we need is love

We’re free as we’ll ever be

Just as free

Free as we’ll ever be

Maybe the portrait portrayed doesn’t symbolize freedom to you, but it sure does to me. Living on the beach, relying on love, is exactly where I want to be. I know that is not an ideal situation and there is so much more to freedom such as not worrying about the opinion of others, not worrying about how you are perceived, being debt free, expressing yourself they way you want (like a tattoo of your favorite scripture), wearing what you want, no longer being concerned with pleasing others. The beauty of freedom is you get to decide what it is for you.

Oscar Wilde once said, “A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure. I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.”

My whole life, I have been trying to gain freedom from my past; a past that was controlled by my emotions, other people; a past that resulted in the influence / effects of damaged and hurting people. As a young child, I took the vow that no one, I mean no one, would ever hurt me again. That vow led to me to the constant need of being in control. I became independent (almost too independent), and closed off from deep personal relationships. I did not share much information and had a private life.

I truly believe that the trials I endured from March of 2009 until March of 2010 were allowed by God so I could finally experience freedom. Up until that point, I never asked for help unless in a desperate situation. When you find yourself unemployed and barely making ends meet, you have no other choice but to ask for help and rely on others. The sense of control was quickly removed. As painful as it was to let go, the reward (freedom) was far greater. David cried out in Psalm 118:5, “In my anguish I cried to the LORD, and He answered by setting me free.

As I closely watch the actions of another, one who is in need of constant control, I know I want a life a freedom that much more. That need for control is unpleasant and it causes stress on others. It saddens me to know that I was once that person, but I also find great comfort in knowing that I will one day I will be totally set free from that bondage. “If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.” (John 8:36)

So will it really matter if the house is not perfect for my guests? Will it really matter if I spill something or break something? Will it matter if the bed isn’t made everyday? My answer is no. I use to be so consumed by these petty things that it squeezed the life out of me. That need for control robbed me of relationships, growth, happiness, peace, and joy.

In Psalm 86:12-13 David said, “I will praise you, O Lord my God, with all my heart; I will glorify your name forever. For great is your love toward me; you have delivered me from the depths of the grave.” As Beth Moore frequently says, “I pray that you learn from me in the laboratory and not the field trip!” If something is robbing you from a life a freedom, cry out and let your Father set you free!!

Love in Christ,Nichole

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This part of your blog on June 15 so describes me, even now(after I think I have learned so much from my cancer diagnosis)"So will it really matter if the house is not perfect for my guests? Will it really matter if I spill something or break something? Will it matter if the bed isn’t made every day? My answer is no. I use to be so consumed by these petty things that it squeezed the life out of me. That need for control robbed me of relationships, growth, happiness, peace, and joy" This also describes my mother-everything had to be so perfect, just bringing a friend over after school was a major undertaking. She never let us cook because we might mess up her kitchen, etc. And you are right, she was robbed of joy and relationships.Some of my friends want to come to my house tomorrow night for pot luck dinner. I want to say no, b/c the housekeeper did not come today and my house is full of dog hair and dirty clothes and I need to work tomorrow instead of cleaning house, and I will, but I am also going to say yes because “So will it really matter if the house is not perfect for my guests?” No it won’t but it will matter if I don’t enjoy these great friends I have.Thank you for always speaking to my heart.J

Freedom is such a wonderful thing. People will give their lives for it. Yet most of us don't even understand it. What does it mean to be truely free? I longed for freedom in so many ways but for me to find the freedom Jesus died to give me I had to face my past. Man, what a road that was…somedays I hated being there but in my heart I knew healing had begun. Today I walk in much freedom. Freedom I would not trade for the world. There are somedays Satan tries to rob me of that freedom and on those days it only takes a quick look down to remind me….who the son has set free, is free indeed. John 8:36Keep living in that freedom girl!!! Much Love!!